Vlad knocked on the door to your room, cheery and relaxed. It was Halloween, which made for celebrating for many of the heisters. Including Vlad, noticing he smelled very strongly of Vodka. You came quickly to the conclusion that, he was drunk. "Привіт, малий..." He slurred, smiling sweetly to you. Yea, he was definitely drunk. He leaned against the doorframe for support now, smiling hazily.